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Well. This story may go well, and/or just be plain shitty. There are words that maybe be triggering, so if you find my work offensive, move on to something else, or you get the hell over it. Yeah. Enjoy.

"Jakz, I fucking swear. If it hear that shitty song, I'll stab a bitch" Ms. No-Name screeched at the top of her lungs.

"Okay, damn. I get it. Just let me find my phone." I said, scratching the back of my arm.

"Why the fuck did you set that as his ringtone in the first place?"

"Because.. it suits him?"

"So you're telling me that a song about sex reminds you about your dad?"

I thought for a moment. My dad is a sex addict, alcoholic, and maybe a drug addict, so of course I could make her feel like the stupid bitch again.

"Uh, yeah. He's a fucking homophobic asshole. I think I have about.."

I counted random numbers on my fingers, smirking as well.

"4 or 7 good reasons why that should be his ringtone?" I asked, seeing No-Name get more and more pissed by the second.

"Keep talkin' smack, and you fucking eat your words." She growled.

"Hah! And how are you going to do that, yell in my face; which everyone does normaly."

"I'LL FUCKING SHOVE THEM DOWN YOUR SEMANTIC THROAT" she yelled.

I stepped back; "Shit, k. No need to fucking go Hulk on me," I said, pounding my fist into the air.

I already knew I was pissing her off, but this was a normal thing for me to do to her, so I didn't really care if she beat me to a pulp; like last time.

"Um.. Can we find my phone now? My dad'll be pissed if I don't call him back."

No-Name rolled her eyes. "As long as I don't hear that damn ringtone again." She grumbled.

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Well. Wasn't that pleasant. I'll write more tomorrow. I hope you didn't enjoy. Whatever. Iloveyoubye ~HannahBoBana
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